Tag: mennonites
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Stop Talking
“Sometimes I feel like you don’t love me,” I said to my mother who was standing over the stove cooking supper. Smack! The slap landed so quickly, it startled me. “How dare you say that. Go to your room.” Holding my stinging cheek, I walked away. I guess I should’ve just kept my mouth shut.…
We are all in this together 